Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“This is a little awkward, but kind of fun too.” I smiled. “I always wanted to learn new things and go to university, but that’s not what had happened for me.”
“You can do anything you want from now on, Liebe, I will be there to support you even if no one else is.” I felt my heart swell then, for reasons I didn’t even know.
Somehow, it was settled that we were going to explore the city together. Getting to know what buildings used to be long ago, and where there were nothing but fields and dirt was pretty interesting. To be able to see the world through the eyes of someone who had seen the world change, it was pretty cool. I hadn’t just walked around downtown in a long time, not since I was a teenager.
After we looked around everywhere, I was getting pretty hungry. It was getting late after all and I hadn’t eaten breakfast or lunch. I guess I had been able to ignore it since I was having a good time, but it was starting to gnaw at me, not to mention Dietrich laughed when he heard my stomach rumble.
“I guess we should get some dinner, I wouldn’t say no to a nice meal either.” Dietrich’s chuckle seemed to send shivers running through me.
“I’m sorry.” I was embarrassed by the loud grumble that had come from me.
“Don’t be, you need to eat, and we have been out all day. I should be sorry for not thinking about it sooner.”
We ended up settling on a nice Italian restaurant. Once we sat down and started looking at the menu, I couldn’t help but realize how much like a date this was starting to seem. But, for some reason, I didn’t hate that idea.
When the dinner arrived, we took our time to eat the meal. I was enjoying the conversation, the food, the company. If I was going to count this as our first date, I don’t think that I would mind.
I found myself smiling a lot. At the thought of what all of this meant, what would come of it, and the stories Dietrich was telling me about his past. I laughed when he told me about being a new vampire and the misfortune that seemed to constantly befall him. But his stories were making me want to know more and more about him. He had lived so much compared to my miniscule life.
When dinner was over we walked back to my place. I had been in a relatively good mood and somehow invited him back upstairs. I don’t know what I was thinking, I most definitely was not ready for THAT to happen, but I also wasn’t ready to say goodbye.
It was getting late, but not extremely so. When back upstairs we put a movie on and sat on the couch. We didn’t sit right next to each other, but we didn’t sit as far from each other as we could either.
The movie was good, obviously I liked it because it was part of my DVD collection. But even so, I didn’t concentrate on the movie at all. I was too hyper focused on the vampire sitting next to me. Close enough that I could reach out and touch if I wanted to.
All during our walk through the city Dietrich had remained proper and polite. He never once put his arm around me, tried to hold my hand, or touch me in any way. I had been expecting it, waiting for it really, but he never did.
I don’t know why I was so sad that he never tried to touch me. I was also still wondering why he had not kissed me either. All these things that I never thought would ever go through my head were now cluttering it up with mixed feelings.
Without really thinking about it, I reached over and put my hand right next to his. I didn’t know if I wanted to take his hand, or if I wanted him to take mine. I was a man too after all, wasn’t I allowed to take the lead?
I knew he was aware of my hand, but he didn’t try anything. I did, however, sense his eyes on me as I worked up the courage to take his hand in mine. It was nerve wracking to say the least, but I managed to do it. And once I felt the softness of his skin and the firmness of his hold on my hand as he held mine as well, that was when I smiled.
It felt like my hand was on fire, but not in a bad way. I had never wanted to hold anyone’s hands before. Not since I was a kid and held the hands of my parents and my brother. But that had been over twenty years ago and was nothing like this.
This! This feeling of holding Dietrich’s hand in my own, just that was enough to excite me. Oh, what was I going to do?
When I worked up even more courage and finally looked at him, I saw that he was smiling at me with a calm, seductive look on his face.
“Meine Geliebte.” The look in Dietrich’s eyes spoke of wanting, desire, and love.
“Uh, umm.”
I didn’t know what to say to him. We were both completely ignoring the movie as we looked into each other’s eyes. I had a feeling my mouth was probably hanging out while I sat there looking like some kind of fool. I don’t want to say what was going through my mind at the time, I couldn’t even understand it at all. But when Dietrich started to lean in closer my mind went blank.
I leaned with him as he came closer, leaning my back against the arm of the couch. I wasn’t recoiling, I was just moving with him.
The look in his eyes, the desire in them, it didn’t frighten me, actually it did just the opposite, either way though, it was making my heart pound and the butterflies in my stomach start to swarm again.
“Sch?tzchen, may I?” I didn’t really know what he was asking for, but I felt myself nod my head in confusion to answer his mysterious question.
After that question, after that nod, that was when I finally felt his lips press against mine. Soft, tender lips filled with an unmistakable heat. I gasped at the gentle, but firm pressure of the kiss and he took advantage of that. Dietrich slid his tongue into my opened mouth, sliding it along and entangling it with mine before he started to explore my mouth.
My head was already spinning from the kiss. Feeling like I was going to lose my balance if I didn’t hold onto something so I wrapped my arms around his waist as he braced his arms on the couch behind me. I felt him then, pressed up against my chest, my stomach, my legs, and places in between.
I felt my body starting to react from the kiss and the feel of his body on mine. Never in a million years did I think that my body would react to a man but it was now. I couldn’t help myself.
But I wasn’t ready for this. This was too soon.
Just before I pushed him away, though, Dietrich broke the kiss. Pulling his lips and his body from mine.
After rising from the couch, Dietrich stepped away and sat on the chair, panting heavily. My breathing was just as ragged as his sounded. After a moment, he finally spoke.
“I’m sorry, Liebling, I should not have done that.” He seemed sad, his voice holding emotions I didn’t understand. When I turned to look at him I saw that he was looking repentant.
“Sorry? For what?” I asked him.
“You’re not ready, and I know that.”
“How did you-?” I couldn’t figure out how to form the rest of that question.
“I know it’s all new to you, Geliebte, I know that and I almost pushed you too far. I am sorry.”
“Y-you’re right, I’m not ready. I was just about to stop you. But thank you.”
